April 2012
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March 2012
4 posts
January 2012
2 posts
December 2011
4 posts
November 2011
3 posts
Break me in, I’ll follow you. I will fall in love with you.
October 2011
6 posts
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September 2011
9 posts
Rendered Useless.
i have 3 minutes to write a poem.
that’ll show em. fucking waste of my time to watch useless render bars when i could be at bars rendering myself useless.
confusion sets in. was it just a moment ago i accomplished something?
because this isn’t what accomplishment feels like.
render complete. progress at 100 percent.
doesn’t feel like progress to me.
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July 2011
1 post
May 2011
1 post
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March 2011
1 post
February 2011
2 posts
When You Trip Over Love
“When you trip over love, it is easy to get up. But when you fall in love, it is impossible to stand again.” -Albert Einstein
I’m crawling. Boiling. Seething. Asking Jesus for just one more chance. “I’ll never lift another one, I swear.”
Disease sets in.
Will I ever get what I want? Will I ever know what I want?
I want the ultimate pat on the back....
The goal is the want the want is abstract!
i honestly think mr. hyde cares less about past relationships, and more about just trying to stir shit up…opening old wounds…as a form of emotional excitement, as opposed to seeing the world or taking a chance on something good…
well, hopefully mr. hyde doesn’t stir up shit with everyone from the past just for shits and giggles
cause that could turn into something bad
when i am jekyll,...
January 2011
2 posts
November 2010
2 posts
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October 2010
1 post
September 2010
1 post
Lick The Devil's Cup Again!
poised and muscled for the change
but unprepared to deal with none
lick the devil’s cup again
perhaps in time the change will come
August 2010
1 post
Ecclesiastes forced to watch MTV.
I am the dark and I am the everending. Boo fucking hoo. Miserable as shit but be quick. I have no time to spare. There’s so much more to waste! Ok, in bad taste, but my transgressions relieve would-be lovers of the responsibility. But not the response. Which is sweat, a heavy pet, and the end of the world. I am stuck, self-destruct, self-distrust, self-disgust, self-abandon and landing...
July 2010
5 posts
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Tin Foil →
biting tinfoil dreams that expire curiosity with paper thin come-hither motions. i am not alone but there’s a sneaking suspicion that this shit tastes like cake to most. cake, for fuck’s sake, sweet…
Tin Foil
biting tinfoil dreams that expire curiosity with paper thin come-hither motions. i am not alone but there’s a sneaking suspicion that this shit tastes like cake to most. cake, for fuck’s sake, sweet enough to tolerate. perhaps i should be fake, give in, and celebrate. complacency arrives just in time to see sparks fly from my teeth. dreams speak, from muted years of cheap friends who...
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June 2010
14 posts
Hmmm.
Curious Firefox crashes.
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